Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Monday, February 25, 2013

Night surrounds me, folding me
into her ink-black sky.Soft, yet unyielding, she is
strewn with stars and dripping with dreamsI drink her magic and lick my
lips to get every drop of her.She whispers ancient words full
of secrets which I already know;Memories of a thousand lives that
go on forever.And I remember them, each one.Small pieces of them, like threads
torn from a tapestry, still live in mePulsating with my blood, strong
and bold.Wrapped into my soul, quiet and
delicate. My soul- which has loved children
innumerable And given itself to my beloved
countless times-Feels immense in the vastness of
Night and I stretch across that ink-black sky, Unraveling, no longer afraid,
knowing All and Nothing,until I am one with Night herself.